Monday, April 4, 2011

Women

March 8th is the birthday of not only one but TWO young women very close to my heart. One a friend since very early childhood, another a family member and role model all my life. Thank you to these two for making the world a better place by being around! 

Besides that, it was inter-nat'lwomen'sday!!! Women all over the world celebrate this holiday -- in Cameroon, there's an official Women's Day pagne that is sported in myriad sizes and styles by all women who can, and there are parades and festivities. I'm not sure when the pagne trend will hit the US... hopefully ASAP. Maybe y'all should take a hint from me, or one of these ladies.

I could just keep adding onto this post forever... but it's time to stop editing and just post. Here are some recent items about women: a random amalgam.

Never-before-seen photos of the young Madonna. The linked photo is my favorite but from 26 on it's pretty amazing. Those eyes. The pictures taken with the -- "street kids"? "dancers"? -- are they her friends, or did she just find and embrace/ogle them?

"Women of the World" slideshow from Reuter's

The Great Wall of Vagina ?! Are you KIDDING ME, this artist is the best!

A former wife grieves. You know, she might be getting a ton of hate mail for writing disparaging remarks about a famous and talented musician, but it was refreshing for me to read this. I don't think it's vengeful, though she's clearly having a lot of negative emotions toward Carney. She seems to be telling these stories as carefully as she can -- recreating how it felt at the time -- I think that's what good writers can do. Of course it isn't objective, and neither are his reflections on their relationship in the new album. Love can be a shitty, messy, claustrophobic and unhealthy thing, but it always starts out good. A good (or the worst? hardest?) thing to remember when you're going through shit with someone, to remember what was good, what you valued.

Jane Feltes is how I imagine the older sister I never had: beautiful big bangs, knows everything, and doesn't mind when I watch her get ready for her dates from directly over her shoulder, or when I accidentally mush down all her lipsticks.

Women in Haiti in danger. I read this and think about what to do when people's lives are so unstable and invisible, when women are being hurt so badly, when they aren't getting the govt protection they deserve as citizens. I can't forget this and everything that's happened since last January. Here's where I go to find out if there's anything I can do.

There is, and I 'd argue that it's not just about women's rights to safety in Haiti when I see things like this. There is just so much to say.... but, most importantly: wherever we are in the world, we need to look out for each other. The world gets so heavy, but instead of letting it press us down, it must press us on. Every day, every day, every day.

Friday, March 18, 2011

here for your amusement: tremolo

i. palpitate

a winged creature tethered to the pole of discontent
the opposing leash a hindrance, migration true north
feathers furled, the anxious muscle pumping
the blurred rhythm's mechanical forward motion
throttling beyond its basis, electrical tension around fluid before release:
mesmerizing its listener
it buzzes, tuning

ii. shiver

garden frost
tendrils mimicking those that foreshadowed it
soft ferns now standing petrified in your merciful but all-encompassing wake
having climbed over cerebral pumpkins who slept deeply, unknowing
(dreaming, becoming carriages, carrying princesses to their destinies, their fates)
you crept silently, skating along windowpanes
fuzzing the hard edges of our wrought-iron fence
my face dilates in realization
delight and chagrin upon finding you this morning
unapologetic, glinting

iii. throb

[to be spoken]

pulse of the kick shatters precious metal ear drums
exposed, each cell's complicity, the sacristy the rib cage rings
unstoppable creation of vibration of conflation of
foundational elements mesh, fabricated function
compunction undeniable, concoct a fresh unction
harsh harsh desire to pile it on the pyre
conspirers hide the water then yell fire fire fire
find a moccasin to walk in, and walk the high wire
friction of skin on flint whips wind around the spire

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

"Thank you for your work," he said.

 OH YOU'RE WELCOME, GOVERNOR DAYTON! YOU KNOW ME, JUST DOING MY PART!

"We need you young people, young idealists. You are making a difference in Minnesota."

WELL WELL WELL! IF YOU SAY SO! eheheh Heeheehee HAAHAA oh Flusterflusterflushhhhhhh amiflushed?iamflushhhheddddd.

Phew. All in a day's work.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

unrest: synthesizing

things we've been ruining include: our planet. humans' unnatural influence on earth's geology has pushed us into a new era: the anthropocene. is it just me, or is it getting warm in here?

strength in resolve, whether the press covers your peaceful protest or not.

destroying and recreating: refer to image 12. "the only piece of advice that continues to help: anyone making anything new only breaks something else" -- dawes, when my time comes

some good points by George Lakoff on the state of the union. thanks mom.

and thanks to chloe for this article/slideshow about an interesting dude who seems to be making a lot of money on street art. how does he do that? he's trying not to go all banksy and shit, but in a lot of ways... he's making too much green not to. anyway, it's not about the money, right? the art is WOW in my (heh, humble) estimation.

a beautiful lady leaves you: SO LISTEN UP.

Monday, February 21, 2011

100 Walks of Nottinghamshire

Walleton Hall, Nottingham, England

"visiting the site of the dachau concentration camp, 1/4/11"


the hiatus is over

hey internet. i took an unplanned break from this blogging business when i got back from europe. i know, i know -- my life is really hard! i got to take a long vacation and then still had a job when i got back! i'm just soooooo busy and very very important and -- oh. ok maybe not...

my point is: i'm ready to start writing again. i want to write more about what i got to see and do, and of course, continue writing about other great/not-so-great/fun/not-so-fun things that interest me and may/may not also interest you. just like before. it's just you and me, internet. happy president's day.